The dents on my wall from where my headboard kept knockin’ against the same spot was the first clue that I needed to calm my ass down. At the rate I was racking up notches and plowing through hookups, I wasn’t ever gonna find nothing real. Guess I kinda jinxed myself. I created my circumstances. You can’t get what you want if you keep falling back into the same pattern of bad habits. But then things changed. I stumbled onto somethin’ I never in a million years expected to happen. You gotta understand, I’m never the guy who wins. It was supposed to be just sex, but that shifty, rhyming and scheming bastard, Cupid, pulled a fast one.

I may have changed some stuff to protect a couple of people. But before you go believing the tabloids, make sure you understand that you’re gettin’ the lowdown straight from the source.

I needed to get this off my chest and it’s only fair that you at least get my side of it all. At some point, I might regret telling you any of this, but for now, you need to know.

*Disclaimer* This is a novella. Not a short story, novelette, or novel. This tale features an M/M pairing. If gay erotica/erotic romance is not your cup of tea and you are offended by same-sex relationships or crass language, you should bypass this story. Content is intended for a mature audience, 18+.

Complexity is the fourth installment in The Kinky Connect Chronicles. The Kinky Connect Chronicles are short erotic stories/novelettes all wrapped up in neat little bows. These stories are standalones. No cliffhangers in the lot!

Could we be more different? Him: famous, rich white dude. Me: Latino entrepreneur who stocked up on ramen noodles and peanut butter when Key Food had a sale. This dude was so beyond my scope but he didn’t act any differently than a hookup I would’ve scored downtown at one of the gay bars in Chelsea.

Honestly, I didn’t know if me taking this shit with Christopher to the next level was a good thing or a bad thing. I held my own. I had my own business and made money legitimately doing shit I loved. Some days were a struggle, and I fell on hard times every now and again, but I woke up with a sense of purpose. Maybe I was overthinking things. I knew this was just about sex, but I couldn’t help but wonder if I was some sort of pity fuck or if Chris had a Latino fetish. He seemed genuinely attracted to me, but you know, there’s always somebody on the web lookin’ to get their rocks off with that token piece of ass.

I needed to stop with the assumptions and just take the moment for what it was, because an opportunity like this wouldn’t ever happen again.

Stayin’ in my head was gonna fuck everything up, so I focused on the twinkling lights near the waterfront seventeen stories down. “Good, I don’t bareback either. If rubbers aren’t required, we ain’t fuckin’. Seems like it’s a little too late to be having this discussion, but I’m clean. I get tested every six weeks. Got a copy of my results in my wallet if you wanna see.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Every six weeks? Sleep around a lot?”

I laughed, pulling off my polo. “I like sex. I like safe sex. I like to be certain I stay safe, so if that means gettin’ tested more often, I’m cool with that.”

Emmanuel "Manny" Acosta is working hard to make a name for himself in the Physical Training world. With dreams of owning his own gym and catering to high-end clients, he's well on his way. A night on kinkysinglesconnect.com to set up a discreet hookup leads Manny to a secret rendezvous at a luxury hotel in the city. To his surprise, the man waiting for him is famous actor Christopher Kaine. Unable to believe this isn't some kind of joke, Manny is ready to leave, only Chris is determined to do what they set out to do. Can a night that was meant to be no strings turn into something more? And what happens when emotions start to get in the way? Will either of these two be able to step out of the closet without losing everything they've worked for?This is a hard one for me to review because while the writing was great and the story well done, I really didn't care for the characters. Manny was a bit too rough for me, a tad too crass and way too focused on sex. I started to like him more as the story went on, but I never fully connected with him. He just was not my favorite. As for Chris, since we didn't get his POV, I had a hard time knowing who he really was. I found him to be selfish (until the very end) and cocky. While the sex was hot and they definitely had chemistry between the sheets, it was hard to see how they connected as a whole. The story was either sex or a look at Manny's life outside of Chris. I wanted more of them actually talking to one another. Now this is my first book by Harper Miller, but I have to say the writing was very well done. There are other stories in the Kinky Connect Chronicals and I will definitely check them out. So if you are familiar with the series and you enjoy MM, check out Complexity. 3 Stars!**A copy of this book was provided by the publisher to Bayou Book Junkie in exchange for a fair and honest review***

Harper Miller is a thirty-something native New Yorker. She's traveled the world and lived in a variety of places but always finds her way back to the Big Apple. A lackluster love life leaves time to explore new interests, for Harper it is writing. The Sweetest Taboo: An Unconventional Romance is her debut novel. In her mind, the perfect Alpha male possesses intellect, humor, and a kinky streak that rivals the size of California.

When she isn't writing, Harper utilizes her graduate degree in the field of medical research. She enjoys fitness-related activities, drinking copious amounts of wine and going on bad dates.